It’s always a welcome sight when we get a surprise batch of bagels to pass around at work. My family never ate them so the first time I had a real one was when a co-worker bought one for me when I lived in Boston. This was supposed to be my “lunch”. I don’t like donuts and figured bagels were just the same but with less excitement. I was very wrong. I almost fell asleep at my desk from the amazingly dense food my body was trying to digest.

The more opiates the merrier.
For breakfast I prefer waffles with butter. For notifications, I prefer memos stuck on arrows and fired across the office. If you get it right, you can get an arrow stuck into a cubicle wall, centimeters from the face of a colleague. Keeps people on their toes.